I Confess – Corey Ouillette: When obsession turns into static and rage, confession becomes the only way out

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For anyone who’s ever stayed up with thoughts too loud to control, I Confess by Corey Ouillette feels like your own confession on repeat.

Every track tells you what corner of the world an artist wants to own.

With I Confess, Corey Ouillette plants his flag on chaos and catharsis. The record doesn’t open with comfort, it drops you straight into static, panic, attic smoke, and catastrophic thoughts. These are lyrics spitten like truth seem to be written like survival notes, where every bar doubles as a confession.

The hook is the heartbeat: “I Confess” repeated like a mantra, equal parts guilty plea and self-destruction. It’s hypnotic, jagged, and impossible to tune out. That repetition turns the song into more than narrative, it becomes ritual. Corey delivery? Truthful, honest, edgy.

Then comes the flip. Vulnerability dissolves into venom, the verses snapping outward at a rival with brutal precision: therapy sessions, insecurities, broken pride. The shift is jarring in the best way, showing both sides of the confessional coin, shame and rage, self-collapse and attack.

Sonically, the track is a quite swing (MPC like swing) with heavy, atmospheric production: low-end g-funk like bass weight, echo that makes the confessions echo, drops that punch as hard as the insults. It isn’t pretty, but that’s the point.

I Confess thrives in the mess, pulling strength out of raw imperfection.

As a statement, this isn’t background music. It’s rap as purge — Corey Ouillette letting every intrusive thought bleed onto tape, unpolished, unclean, unforgettable. This is a 10/10.

Follow Corey Ouillette on Instagram @corey_ouillette_1992. And listen to “I Confess” on all streaming platforms here.